This is a song about "Cakefuzz"

And rhyme like carlcee. i tell about my service like its my own fuckin policy.

Can of monster, meat / collard greens / a block of cheese and broccoli

That's why i try to write the best ill verses with real purpose,

Dial up words but they're not in service

The mask is on 'em like a catholic service

And then bitch-slap her on purpose,